Chapter Two

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   "Morgan! Come feed the dogs!"

  "You do it!"

  "Correction," I get up from the couch and inform her, "Your dogs."

  "I can't. I'm sick," she smirks.

  I chuckle under my breath, your a smart a** that's what, "ha ha very funny!"

  Slamming my door, i peer into my tiny closet to find a nice, but comfy outfit for school. Oh SNAP! Carson! 

  "Carson baby," I knock gently on his door, "get up bud. Time for school!"

  Moans, moans, and more moans from his room. I look at the time. Running a bit late, but it's ok. The kitchen should have some nice cereal. Sarcastically speaking of course. Eat it quick. There's not much time. I decide to scarf down some fruit loops, then i yell to Carson. As we step onto the soggy porch, the bus whips around the corner. Carson steps on, slightly tripping on the last step. I suddenly remember i forgot my book, "Dude wait. I forgot something."

  I jump off the bus, hearing a loud gruff voice, "I WOULD LIKE TO GET YOU KIDS TO SCHOLL BEFORE THE RAIN HITS!"

  I guess I was to slow for him because he drove off before i could even walk out the door. Great, just great. Now I have to walk to school in the rain, missing half of first period. Sigh. Beleive it or not, I actually kinda like English. For the most part we get to read ALOT considering the fact the old-bag sleeps pretty much all the time. Everyone else is loud and obnoxious, but I just ignore them.

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  Surprisingly, today i didn't want to read. We had the whole class period to write a story. And if i do say so myself, I'm a pretty good writer! And luckily, when i came in late, i didn't get in trouble beauce Mrs. Henderson was asleep, which I figured she would be.

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  I sat by Axel today at lunch, and let me tell you it wasn't taht great, even though i have the biggest crush on him!

  "Hey Sam."

  I wave, and he motions me towards him. I can feel my face burning up already.

  "So. did you do that math? I thought i was kinda hard," wow he is so cute! Do't stare, don't stare. Come on Sam! Your staring. You look stupid. Just smile and nod, smile and nod.

  "Oh, no. I was watching my little brother. Didn't have time."

  "Oh cool! you're a baby sitter? Me too!"

  "No. Well not really. Only my brother" 

  "Ok cool! So uhm, Sam, listen. I really like you. I do alot."

  "Oh," I'm really blushing now, "I like you too..."

 "Great!" He lifts up his elbow and chocolate spills all over my chest. I'm about as red as a tomato. Gasps. Lots of them.

  Next thing I knew, Axel was wiping ym shirt for me with some napkins. He looks up. "Sam! I'm really sorry!!!"

  "It's ok.," I smile, "It's ok."

  He gets up from his knees, and kisses me. Ohmigod! He kissed me!!!!!!! Eeeeek!

  "So Same, what do 'ya say? Wanna go out with me?"

  Yes. Yes! Say yes Sam!!!!

"Yes," I smile, and he smiles back. This is wonderful. 

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 17, 2012 ⏰

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